Текст: Down For The Count. Distractions, Distractions....

Pleasure me a little more, 'cause I could use the confidence.
But I don't really do give in to better things and make mistakes.
I'll take you down the sunset strip,
I'll spend the cash to make you smile, Don't expect a smile back,
I'm sorry, love, I need this to pass

And all I need, is a miracle, baby, and maybe some alcohol.
And if only, you could see, that I'm past the point of no return.

Talk about consequence
And I know you a little more than I'd like to.
Love is not an option,
When you've got practiaclly no self respect left at all.
Of your two notches down and one to go

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)